Caleb Gellar

Biographical information

Birthplace Earth, American Union Born 2290 Age 31 Years old

Physical description

Species Human Sub-Species Low-Cyborg/Caucasian Gender Male Height 6'3"/190.5 Cm Mass 190 Lbs/86 Kg Hair Color Brown, Nothing Special Eye Color Green Eyes Skin Color Very tanned

Political Information

Affiliation(s) American Union Occupation Mercenary/ Pilot Alias(es) None

Out-of-Character Information

Writer Kharthus0716 noblesofnull 03/13/2021

Caleb is a human of just above average charisma, and the good looks to bring it past that. He loves women, drinking, gambling and a good brawl when these things tend to get him in trouble (They often do). He grew up in a small farming community, but found his true roots amongst the stars, and loves to be among them. He is very good at convincing people of things that may not be entirely true, and loves the challenge of convincing others that the things they have should be his instead, and for a hell of a price.

A very convincing liar, and loves the challenge of doing so. "Honesty and truth are all well and good, but a good lie can get you way further" This is not to say that he is a bad person and lies out of spite, most of the time, he is lying to you, its because the situation calls for it, or because doing so will get a laugh. Above all else, he places integrity, and courage as the most important thing a man can have. Always keeps his word to his friends and allies, and will have your back through thick and thin.

• Build: Athletic, he did a lot of running in his youth. Running from his father, the law, and running his mouth.
• Facial Features: Good looking, in a suave unshaven way, rugged. Though his nose has been broken a few times, but its basically unnoticeable.
• Hair Style: Caleb keeps his hair short, after having a bar brawl where someone grabbed his hair and kneed him in the face, breaking his nose
• Distinguishing Features: Nothing on his face, but has a large Tattoo covering his back, and a sequence of numbers tattooed on the right side of his chest (No idea what they are for or where they came from)

Caleb was born and raised in a farming community on Earth. Situated in the American Union's lands, he lived a difficult, but good life. His mother died when he was 7, a sickness the doctors could not fix. His father was tough, no nonsense kind of man, and took it upon himself to keep his lands and the people of his community safe from those that would do them harm. Becoming the defacto lawman around his parts. Caleb never liked this sedentary life of farming, waking up with the sun, working until your back was broken, going to bed to do it again every day. So when he was 18, he left that life behind, joining up for the military.

Military life was tough, but far more fair to him than life on the farm was. His father had taught him the basics of shooting a pistol, but in the military aboard a ship, he honed his skills into an art style. Eventually the guns became an extension of his being. During this time, Caleb found several areas aboard the ship he could use for hiding things, and there were plenty of things not allowed aboard a Union ship, and he became the person to go to in the event you needed one of these items. Unfortunately, all good thing must come to an end, and he was caught, his hiding places found and he was put on trial. It was during this time that he was approached by the Grau Lancers, and basically told, "either you join up, and we can give you amnesty, or you rot in jail for a very long time, no pension, no money, no future"

So he did what any reasonable person would do. He said "Hell yeah, where do I sign?"

A necklace of his mothers, she gave him before she passed
His two heavy pistols, Integrity and Courage
Leather duster, Armor underneath
Wide Brimmed Hat